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I’m back! I enjoyed the past week with my family and spending some much-needed time away from work! It was amazing and I am sad to be returning to work today! The week went so quickly! We were busy with family visits starting on Christmas Eve until Saturday night! It was craziness, but such great moments. We loved all of the time we spent with our family and were spoiled beyond words! We are so lucky!

One of the highlights from our time off was a get together that we had with our friends. All of the husband’s are fellow police officers and all of the wives were pregnant together – completely unplanned. We all became good friends during this time and now the babies are friends as well!

We’ve made it a tradition to get all of our babies together each Christmas. We decided it would be cute to put the kids in their PJ’s and to snap photos each year. Last year, the babes were so young – from left to right – Brooklyn – 6 months, JoJo – 9 months, Kenzie – 7 months.

Look at how big they’ve gotten! It’s amazing the difference a year makes! Last year, JoJo had mastered sitting up, McKenzie was just starting to on a regular basis and Brooklyn was just at the very beginning of sitting up – someone propped her up and let her go just in time for us to snap the picture!

This year, they were moving targets and impossible to get all looking in the same direction or sitting still at the same time! I love these pictures and look forward to this tradition for years to come!

They are my best friends from college. They were the girls I did everything with. The girls I could always count on – through the countless nights out at a bar and for the crazy moments that life can throw at you.

I’m not necessarily thankful for this failure, but I do believe you learn from each mistake you make.

So how are these girls my failure?

I’ve failed them and our friendship. I’ve failed by not keeping in touch, by letting life get in the way, by going way too long between phone calls, and visits and by not making more effort.

None of these girls and I ever had a falling out. We never had a fight or a moment that ended it all. We just grew apart. We moved to different towns and states. Some married, while others have not. Life. It got in the way. The trips to visit each other became increasingly harder. The phone calls to keep in touch dwindled. A constant game of phone tag.

Yes, we still know the goings-on’s of each other’s lives thanks to Facebook and I still love all of them dearly, but it’s just not the same.

I guess that’s life. People are in your life for only a finite amount of time. Then life shifts and you move and those people – they still remain, but as memories.

I just can’t help feeling guilty. As if I’ve failed them. As if I somehow should have done more, tried harder, talked more, called more.

There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of them. I’m a bad friend and I know I could have done more.

So why am I thankful for this failure? It’s forced me to realize that I need to stop making excuses. To reconnect. That it’s never too late. Over the next few weeks, I am going to call each of them. To chat about life, to catch up, to make the attempt.

And you know what’s crazy? It will be as though we hadn’t missed a beat. We’ll pick up right where we left off and laugh until we cry.

Isn’t that a failure worth being thankful for?

I’m linking up with Kenzie over at Chasing Happy for the month of November.Be sure to stop by and check it out!